crisis. What would that make you if
you'd done that to her? A total asshole." He
shook his head and continued walking, leaving
Adam.
It occurred to Adam that Elliot could be
right. However, uneasiness crept inside him
from seeing Elliot turn his back on him. He
followed. "I opened up to you. I told you things
I've never told anyone, and you walk away from
me?"
"I'm still by your side." Elliot glanced over
his shoulder at him. "And even though you're in
your own personal crisis, I'm not Jena. I'm not
gonna leave you. Sidekick, remember?"
Adam's eyebrows pulled together and he
put his hand on Elliot's shoulder, stopping him.
"So you forgive me for earlier, then?" He stared,
pleading with his eyes. The last thing he wanted
to do was cause a rift between him and the only
friend he had.
Elliot looked over to him and could
barely keep eye contact. "I've been rejected
before. I'm a big boy, I'll live." He kept walking.
Adam was more than impressed by
Elliot's strength, he was a bit envious of his
courage to come out and be himself. He wished
he was as courageous. Either way, Elliot was
right about everything. Adam owed him more
than a handful of lies, because he hadn't left him.
Pathetic, he was still in love with someone who
had.
He continued following Elliot, shining the
light as far ahead of them as it would go. Then
he saw it, a huge car insurance ad plastered on a
billboard which had toppled over and now lay
on the side of the road. What caught his eye was
the R with a circle around the center that was
spray painted on the billboard with black spray
paint. He quickly pulled the crumpled lyer out
of his pocket.
"Elliot," he called out, adrenaline rushed
through his veins at the possibility. "Look at
this."
Elliot took the orange lyer out of his
hand. "Yeah? So?"
"Look." He pointed the light to the
downed sign. "It's Refuge Inc. Heard of that? A
secure future?"
"No." Elliot's frowned, examining the
flyer. "What is it?"
Could it be refuge, shelter, and other
people? "Not sure. I found that at Food Plus."
"Yeah, I saw them too. Millions of them
everywhere." He handed it back to Adam, and
stared at the fallen billboard. "I thought they
were just trash and just ignored them."
Adam stared too and noticed a spray
painted arrow on the corner pointing in the
direction they were going. "Look at the arrow.
Let's follow it." He took the lead, his steps
hastened as his adrenaline surged. "Don’t know
what this means. Maybe it's a gathering place for
survivors?"
"You think?" Elliot eyes widened in
excitement, that Adam heard in his voice.
When were the flyers placed at the store?
No one would have printed them and scattered
them around an abandoned and destroyed
grocery store for potential survivors, or would
they? Or worse, someone placed those lyers in
the store long before the impact. But that would
mean they knew about the asteroid much longer
than when news inally broke. Was it possible?
Of course it was. NASA could detect a threat
from space a decade in advance or more.
Probably. If so why didn't they give everyone
adequate warning? What use would it have
done if they couldn't prevent the worst from
happening
anyway?
But
something
else
occurred to him. The thought of some elaborate
government cover-up troubled him, but
government cover-ups and conspiracies were
the last thing he wanted on his mind right now.
The streets were littered with abandoned
cars, trucks and even bright yellow school
busses. The sidewalk was riddled with cracks
and in some places the sidewalk was completely
severed, which Adam igured was dangerous, so
they stuck to the street, weaving in and out of
the cars. Titan followed closely behind, panting
with every limp.
Elliot laughed softly. "If we ind other
people I'm gonna fall down in tears, I'm warning
you."
Adam chuckled, feeling his eyes grow
narrow and the dimples around his mouth
crease with his smile. They were